My wife is so sweet

Chapter 112 is serious
To put it nicely, please, to put it bluntly, just drive her out!

Looking at Yan Jing's eyes without any warmth, Yan's mother knew that he could definitely do this kind of thing.

Then he left in a hurry.

"Brother-in-law, you are amazing." Yang Xu looked at him in admiration.

That's fucking, he dared to treat him like this.

Yan Jingshi didn't answer, just nodded and accepted his compliment.

"Are you tired? Do you need to rest?" Yan Jingshi asked Yang Chuyue.

Yang Chuyue was not used to suddenly becoming so gentle.

Just as I was about to ask him if he was sick, I saw Yang Xu on the side.

"No, I want to eat a banana, you peel one for me."

Yan Jingshi really peeled a banana for her.

Seeing the affectionate appearance of the two, Yang Xu felt relieved: "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first, Xiaoyue, you should have a good rest."

"Send off big brother." Yang Chuyue pushed Jing Shi.

Yan Jingshi put the banana in her hand and stood up.

After walking outside, Yang Xu looked at Yan Jing and asked seriously: "Are you serious about Xiaoyue?"

"Not obvious enough?"

If he wasn't serious, would he bother to treat her well?

The time he spends talking is precious.

"If it's serious, I hope you can continue to be serious. She's so stupid, so stupid that she's so stupid to fall in love with someone."

Otherwise, she wouldn't have hanged herself on Chu Yi's crooked neck tree.

"You don't need to tell me this, I will do it naturally."

"If you like her, you must tell her, otherwise she won't know." Yang Xu thought of something, patted his shoulder, and said solemnly.

"I know."

After watching Yang Xu board the car and leave, Yan Jingshi came back.

The mobile phone in his pocket rang, he picked it up to have a look, and handed it to Yang Chuyue.

Seeing that it was Fatty calling, Yang Chuyue answered it quickly.

"Sanlang, are you still alive?" Big Fatty asked sadly.

"He's dead, what about the fake corpse!" Yang Chuyue said angrily.

"It's okay, I will miss you!" Big Fatty wiped his tears.

"You fat man, just curse me to death if you have nothing to do?" Don't bring him breakfast again!

"Look at what you said, obviously you said it, why did I curse you again?" Big Fatty sighed: "But knowing that you are alive, I am happy, and I should go with you that day."

"Then it was flattened from round to square, right?"

Fatty: "..." I can't chat properly anymore.

"Sanlang, shall I go and see you?" Big Fatty said.

"I don't have time to entertain you right now."

to see her?When Yang Chuyue looked at Yan Jing on the sofa.

Can't help but resolutely refuse.

"You don't need to entertain, I entertain myself, and I'll bring you something to eat by the way."

"No need, I'm lying on the bed now, it's really inconvenient to see guests." Yang Chuyue said in a troubled tone.

"Where are you hurt?" Big Fatty asked nervously.

"Back, lie on the bed now, come to see me, forget it."

Thinking about Yang Chuyue lying in a small, messy room with her back naked, and then looking at her fat body, Fatty silently put away that little thought.

"Okay then, take good care of your wounds, and I'll see you again when you get better."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Chuyue let out a sigh of relief.

Before he could breathe out completely, the phone rang again, this time it was from the editor-in-chief.

As usual, he told her to take good care of her injuries, and at the same time said that she hoped that she would recover soon.

The editor-in-chief who was too polite made Yang Chuyue very puzzled.

(End of this chapter)